Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder novel Chapter 481

Chapter 139: My Most Important Woman

*Ciana*

I wandered through the palace trying to see if anything felt familiar. According to Brook and Warren, I'd been there almost a year. I couldn’t remember anything about it. None of the rooms or decorations looked familiar.

I felt like I was seeing it all for the first time.

Yet, my feet knew where to take me. I didn't recognize anything I was seeing, but I wandered purposefully to the library. I suspected I could find a map there to reacquaint myself with the palace and the surrounding territory.

"Good morning, My Lady," someone said, nodding their head as I walked by.

“It is good to see you up and about, Miss Black," a servant said, bowing.

I waved awkwardly at everyone I passed. They all seemed to hold a high amount of respect and reverence for me. That wouldn't have happened if they didn't know me already.

Still, it wasn't the usual kind of respect I should have been shown. In the palace, I was just an Alpha’s daughter. At the palace, I wasn't anything special.

I spent some time studying the maps and the surrounding territory in the library. Growing up, my father had me get into the habit of reading maps and learning about my surrounding areas when I got to a new place.

When I looked at the map of the palace grounds, it didn't look familiar, yet I used the most efficient way to get to the library purely based on my instinct. My feet seemed to know the right place to go.

My body's autopilot taking me where I needed to go probably meant that what everyone was telling me was true-l did spend time here.

I passed a picture of King Theo on the wall. A portrait that must have been painted when he was in his late teens. I paused at the painting, still trying to wrap my mind around how we had become friends.

Somehow I felt it looked different. For no reason whatsoever, I thought it was a nicer and more welcoming fit than a painting of a pitch black wolf with mesmerizing eyes for this spot.

I focused my gaze on the king's face. Did I really want to be "friends” with a guy that jumped me and kissed me the moment I woke up after being unconscious? From the way the others reacted, it appeared that it was normal for me to be kissed by the king.

I shook my head and kept walking. It was hard to believe. All I remembered of him was how arrogant and ruthless he was, like his late father. And that kiss attack wasn't helping me see him differently.

My stomach squirmed and I looped an arm around myself. At the same time, when I thought of him, he had that stomach fluttering effect on me.

The jackass kissing creep! It was all his fault!

I got to the garden and immediately spotted Prince Warren. Unlike his brother, Warren was a gentleman, polite and considerate. With his warm smile, he was so easy going and it was nice to be around him.

"Hello there, Your Highness," I greeted, bowing my head to him.

"Ciana, you don't need to address me so formally. Call me Warren. We're definitely close enough forthat," he smiled.

’’Really?’’ He seemed really familiar. And not just because I had missing memories of him.

"Really. We are... very good friends," he nodded politely.

I tilted my head and looked at him for a little longer. He was a little uncomfortable due to my gaze. After clearing his throat, he said, "I apologize if I had food crumbs on my face."

I let out some laughter. I knew he was a prince and I should behave elegantly around him, however, I found Warren's embarrassed face quite entertaining,just like how friends teased each other.

"Prince Warren, you're so graceful, elegant, and kind-hearted. King Theo, on the other hand, he’s so... rough," I giggled, "If it was up to me, I would support you as the king over Theo.'

Warren chuckled and shook his head. "I appreciate your compliments. However, Theo is a great man and leader. You'll remember that someday."

"I hope so," I muttered. I didn't say it aloud, but if I didn't remember it, I wasn't sure I’d ever be able to believe it.

That night, after attacking my lips, he didn't even have the courtesy to apologize to me! Then he just stormed out of the room like I did something wrong to him! Whatever, I bit my tongue. He was the king, so for this time, I would just have to be a grown-up and deal with it.

Warren sighed and I looked him over. His eyelids were a little droopy and puffy. There were some lines around his mouth, like he'd been frowning a lot.

"Ciana, did you find something new on my face?"

"Oh, sorry," I said, deciding to be honest, “I just... you look tired. Are you sleeping okay?"

"The king has assigned me a lot of work. It has kept me busy and... off my normal sleep schedule," he explained, fighting back a yawn.

"Why does he make you work so hard? He can't do that, can he? Or if he has to, he should be leading by example."

"Oh, believe me, I'd never seen anyone more workaholic than Theo-"

"Save it. I know he’s your brother and you're defending him. But the facts speak for themselves. For example, I'd been wandering around leisurely, and somehow I could barely go 10 minutes without running into him. Either my walking route just overlaps with the king's workplace, or he is just as free as me."

He acted like those were all casual encounters. Did I really look that naive? After the "Kissing Creep", he had earned himself a new "Stalker" tag.

Warren tried to suppress a smile from his face, but he failed. He forced himself to look serious. "He’s the king Ciana, leaders lead, they don't have time to do. That's why they have people like us.'

I rolled my eyes. "That is such a cop-out. He's a hypocrite!"

Warren pinched the bridge of his nose and turned to the side. He closed his eyes like he was trying to think of something to say.

I looked around the garden a little and saw a flower that I recognized. While Warren stood there uncomfortably, I went over to the flower and picked it. Lifting it to my nose, I inhaled deeply, breathing in the floral scent.

"Here you go," I said, tapping Warren on the shoulder and handing him the flower.